The New Age World of Modern Women!

Today’s posting will focus on thoughts of strong women, and also some observations made by our followers on the accelerating rate of men and boys being feminized.  Many women are indeed taking the lead and putting their males in skirts and dresses, as well as conditioning their minds to accept docility and submissiveness as their natural state!  The New Age that is developing is quite “counter” to the traditional gender roles.  How far this movement progresses will be dependent upon what women want.

Here is a thread from a women that I had contact with years ago, and her thoughts on what the future holds:

From Victoria:

Males have ruled the world for centuries, very true. Now look at the mess of a world you have created, you should lose whatever right you had to rule!

Now look at what is happening in schools everywhere. Women are gaining over 60% of the college degrees and over 50% of the advanced degrees and their percentage has been increasing every year. Women are no longer majoring in the so called feminine areas, but instead there are more women in med school or getting a MBA, than men. In my area, engineering, women were about 15% of my graduating class about 15 years ago, now in the same school, women are 40%.
What all of this means that now and in the future, the majority of qualified candidates for high level positions, will be women.
At the same time, the nation is losing tons of manufacturing jobs, jobs that are generally male.

As a female executive, I feel I have absolutely no need for a husband but love my soft feminine wife. My wife may have been born male but ours is the exception amongst my friends. Most of these women are married to men, who are for all appearances “normal” looking guys, but they all take a subordinate position within the household of these women executives.

The dynamics of society are quickly changing. The “sissy” male may never be prevalent, but the man who accepts the fact that his mate is better educated and better prepared to lead their family in the future, may be the real man of the future.

In this same thread, here is what Lynn has done with her male wife, Harriet:


I am a male that has been out of work for almost 2 years. I used to make good money selling real estate, but now my wife, a banking VP, supports us.

At first I looked for a job selling, then for any job, and then got depressed. When I was depressed, my wife Lynn started making decisions without consulting me — just telling me what she decided. After being patient for a while, she decided one reason I was depressed was I was sitting around all day doing nothing. I’m not very handy (she is the one that fixes things) so she assigned me home making chores. Soon I was taking care of all the wifely duties: house cleaning, laundry, shopping and cooking.

As I got better at these things, Lynn began to tell me in a joking way what a good wife I was becoming. It was light hearted, but I could see she was becoming pleased with me again — as shown in the romance department which had become pretty non-existent. So, I began taking pride in my role as a good wife.

At first I just blushed when she said I was a good wife, then I said, “thank you,” and finally I began to say “I try to be.” I as I was changing my attitude, Lynn started treating me more like a loved wife. Sometimes she would give me a box of candy “for being such a good wife.” Then she would give me flowers at unexpected times and I started looking forward to these signs of appreciation. Last Valentines day she got me a very feminine wife’s card. I cried.

She said, “I think we both know that you like being my wife more than you ever liked being a husband. Being a wife suits you, but being masculine was always a strain on you, wasn’t it dear?” I blushed and said “yes, you’re right.” She said, “I got you a present to show you how much I love you as a wife.” She handed me some boxes with Valentine’s paper and red ribbon.

The first had black satin control panties. She told me to put them on and tuck myself back. I said “I’m not sure I want to be that kind of wife.” She said, “I did not ask you! I want you to start looking more like what you are. Now put them on!” I was taken aback by her forcefulness. I knew if I put them on I would she her what a complete sissy I am. Still, I felt that I had to do as she said, as I am her wife and she is the decision maker.

Next was black tights, a back satin camisole, a red silk blouse with a sissy bow at the neck, black crape slacks and black pumps with a 2″ heal. When I had all that on, she parted my hair in the middle, put barrettes on either side and told me that from now on I was the lady of the house, and would spend the next week learning to dress and act like one.

I looked at her. Inside I was all confused, but I could see that she was happy with how I was dressed. She took me over to the mirror on our closet door. I was dressed in a very soft feminine way, and she still had on her power suit from work. “Who is the lady of the house?” “I am.” “Good. I do not want you cross dressing as a man anymore.” She took me over to the vanity and made me up. “This is what I want to see when I come home from now on. Understand, Harriet?” “Yes dear.”

I was crying. I am not sure why. Partly I was confused. Partly I was crying about my lost manhood. Partly I was happy that Lynn was making me be her wife in a far more complete way. Partly I was excited and scared about my new look. I did look like a woman. Not a real pretty one, but definitely female except for my flat chest.

“In two weeks, we are going out to dinner at Rive Gauche. Tomorrow you will shave all over. You will get on line and order yourself more clothes including a nice dress for dinner. You will also learn how to pass as a woman. I do not want you embarrassing me by looking like a man in a dress. Is that clear?”

I was in shock.

After that things got better. She told me in a very loving way that she knew this was a bit of a shock, but it was the best thing for me as I obviously made a better wife than a husband. She kissed me and took me to bed to show me how much she loved the new me.

The next morning I was still in bed in baby dolls when she kissed me good bye for work. “Get up!. You have a busy day! Oh and bundle up all those things you used to cross dress in and give them to the Goodwill.” I looked puzzled. “Your men’s clothes. Bye!”

So, she just left me with the job of feminizing myself. I had to pick our everything and order it, as well as learning what to learn – make up, voice, body language and so on as well as my usual homemaking.

My feelings were confused. Did I want to be a doting wife. Part of me did. Part of me thought I should put a stop to this and be a man. Was Lynn right that this is who I really was. That I had been cross dressing as a man before, and now I was being myself. As I looked for clothes on line, I realized that I liked some styles and could see myself in them — they were the real me — but other styles just were not ME. How could that be if I was a man? Also, when my make up came, I started experimenting for hours with various “looks,” and found that I liked some more than others.

Well, I can go on, but you get it. I came to see that Lynn was right. I am a wife and need to dress and look like one.


Here is a posting from a man in a Role Reversed relationship;

Does anybody else know this feeling,
I know this feeling very well. Actually 30 years ago when I got married women’s lib had just started. I loved wearing dresses and doing household chores, while my wife was intellectually and by all her interests on the masculine side. I was fond of languages and social studies. She liked math and physics and she was definitely not a housewife. She was faster than me with her studies and started working for money. She knew that I liked the idea of a role reversal and she tolerated, if not supported it. So I became her housewife. Besides my studies it did all the household chores and the shopping. When she came home dinner was ready. I made sure that I had taken off my house dress and apron and wore a denim skirt, a nice top, tights and three inch heels instead. If you have not done it yourself, you can’t imagine the feeling of embracing a pretty long-haired woman beaming of self-confidence and power, wearing blue jeans, a leather jacket and boots while being yourself clad in a skirt and blouse.

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And here is a posting from a woman that owns a hair salon, and her observations from back in 2010!

Hello, this is a very interesting forum. I have been the owner of a hair salon in California for over 20 years. Throughout the years I have seen many trends and a few things that used to shock me. Today it’s almost seems like a lot of this is going mainstream. Five years ago I get a few boys a year whose mother want something a little more girly. Recently, I seemed like I getting asked at least once a week. Over the last six months I helped probably close to 20 boys get ready for womanless beauty pageants. Most just get some basic makeup and their nails down, but a few I done a complete makeover. I even put hair extensions into 4 boys at the request of their mothers. It’s interesting hearing the mothers go on about picking out the right outfit and how much fun they have preparing for the pageant. Most of the boys seem nervous and unsure about the whole thing. While, some seem to love every minute of it and I suspect they have done this kind of thing before. What do others on the forum thing? Do you thing this has or will go mainstream anytime soon?


The Future is coming!!!

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Screw you, gender roles.



Continuing with Male Feminization!

Today’s posting will focus on what many men are doing to feminize themselves, and also what woman are doing to feminize the males in their lives.  As male femininity grows, more Women need to “Take the bull by the horns”, and get their males into pretty skirts and dresses, in order for Womankind to prosper!

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Here is a posting and exchange about males being taken to the salon:

have you ever taken your sissy to the salon?
by Loves2submit 2 months ago
was wondering does anyone take their sissy or feminized male to nail salon for acrylics or matching medi-pedis? Along with that do you have them grow their hair out? If so have taken them to a hair salon & picked out a feminine hairstyle for them? If so what ?
I’ve always dreamed of being sat down not knowing what is picked out for my fate!
Currently have been growing my hair out & getting different bob styles. Now going for a long bob! Once to me shoulders I’ll be able to have the real fun of layers or rollers etc .
This was me from last salon day, what color should i go to ? Was thinking of a chestnut or rich chocolate brunette but can’t make up my mind.. I’ve always loved the look of highlights , especially chunky 😉


My Mistress used to take me every other week. And yes I did not get my hair cut in three years other to take off some split ends and even it up a little. This included several permanents and a few changes in color.


I’ve been taken to the nail salon by Mistress whenever we are on vacation. My nail colors are suggested for me most of the time but sometimes I’m given the choice. I have toenails polished all the time and unfortunately can’t have fingernails polished with my work so limit that to vacations only. After 1.5 years of painted toenails, it’s weird seeing them without polish when I’m changing colors.


yes, both in male clothes and fully en femme.
2 months ago Reply more


i meant to add that i was the one taken to salons for nails, both accompanied a Mistressnn, and alone, under orders from a Mistress. In both accompanied and unaccompanied situations were done in both male clothes and fully en Femme.


@Loves2submit no hair style – i wear wigs. i have been taken to salons for a makeover and nails – long painted nails, usually pink, and matching pedicure. i even had a makeover when dressed as a male, very humiliating. When made over while dressed as a male i had no wig, but a corset, panties and stockings under my pants. No socks so my stockings and ankle bracelet showed, and i had to use a rest room to remove my stockings and then again to put them back on. I also had to put on long dangling earings and perfume after a being fully made-up.

Being “made” to wear hair curlers, get a facial, sit under the dryer and get a mani pedi would be amazing, especially if it was side by side with another sissy getting femmed up, or the hairdresser is a more experienced sissy
about 1 month ago Reply more


When I was younger one of my girlfriends took me to a salon to get my nails done before a planned 3-day weekend of being dressed fem — manicure and pedicure. She had already made the arrangements before we arrived with her favorite person and all three of the ladies working in the salon knew the plan and kept asking me embarrassing questions about what I was going to be wearing, doing, etc.

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And here is a posting about Women and Girls taking part in feminizing boys:


How a Daughter Could Help
by Sissy_Renee_DC about 1 year ago
I was wondering about the family dynamic when a boy is being feminized and there’s a female sibling in the home. Could the boy be a living dolly for his sister? Imagine how popular she might be, inviting her friends over to dress him up in diapers and pink onesies, babydoll outfits and such, feeding him with a bottle and spooning baby food into him. This practice could teach the real girls control and responsibility while the little sissy learns dependence and submission.


I know from much fiction that that is a popular narrative, especially if it’s a younger sister getting to feminize her once older brother. Plus, it’s good for girls to interact with others their age. They can play dress up, but also hopefully she’ll eventually be considered “one of the girls”.
about 1 year ago Reply more


Mommy in law to dommy in law and an aunty or two who get panties on you? A step sister who becomes a sissy sitter or a daughter in law along with her girl scout troop, having a show and tell about a sissy fairy tale? Womanless pageants, mom’s beauty shop and helping an aunt with her Avon or Mary Kay cosmetics tea parties along with a daughters girl scout troop make over are all situations a sissy may find herself being feminized by a group of girls and women. When women help girls feminize a sissy, perhaps mother daughter tag teams may be formed along with aunts, cousins, cheer leaders, sororities with a pledge of pantywaists or a group of giggling girl scouts baby sitters. Having a group of females facilitate the feminization may address a social convention.

I know a mother who really wanted a daughter when she was pregnant.Like most people both her and her husband were waiting until birth to find out the sex of the baby since there are truly no real surprises in life.So she used to dress her baby in girls clothes and she only wore pink colors.Would push her girl around in a stroller.When the baby became old enough to know the difference she sadly started dressing her her young child as a boy.
About the age of 5 she looked into her room and say him looking into her panty drawer.She said to her young boy that’s just fine.The next day she had a present for him.It was girls cotton white panties that didn’t look that much different than his boys briefs.
8 months ago Reply more


When my father and brothers where gone . She would dress me up in her clothes teach me about makeup hair how to walk and talk. Love to talk about
6 months ago Reply more


Sounds like Paradise to me. Or at least the way things should be. Can I sign up?

It is surely time that women Pretty up their boys!    Keeping men and boys in cute skirts and dresses, with makeup, and an emphasis on being docile and pretty will pave the road for Female Control, and the advancement of Womankind!

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Mothers Need to continue for Boy’s Beauty Pageants!

And while the men and boys are being encouraged to be Pretty and Sweet……Girls and Women need to be developing their strength, and being the “Strong Leaders and Protectors!

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Can’t you just hear these women saying…..Look at the cute Cheerleaders!   I LOVE seeing boys in shorts skirts jumping up and down waving their cute pompoms!!!!

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The Future is Coming!



Who the Weaker Sex?

Today’s posting will focus a lot on Pictures.  As they say, a picture is worth a 1,000 Words!   Well, we will compare some Modern Women with some Modern Men.  Just keep in mind, Women in America have had the Right to vote for less than 100 years, they got the Right in 1920.  Now that women are achieving and not being kept in their place by men, how are they doing?  Any Feminist woman out there looking to now keep men in their place???

Modern Woman:

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Modern Man:  Ready to Love, Honor and OBEY!!!

Any Male want to try to Control this Woman?

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Or is it now the Duty of the Male to look Pretty for his Woman?

The following is from Petticoat Discipline Quarterly, a testament of what woman can do!

(From ‘Search Vol 5 No 6)

Dear Search,
I was thrilled by the letter from J B of Bath, in your Vol. 4, No. 12, in which she describes the ordeals of her petticoated husband; I can well imagine the torments he must suffer. I have long been an advocate of petticoat discipline for boys and can vouch for its effectiveness. Last year my sister came to visit me, bringing her eleven year old son. I soon saw what an unruly monster he was and suggested petticoating. My sister was shocked at first, but admitted she was at her wit’s end, and finally agreed.
My two daughters eagerly sorted through the baby girl clothes I had made some years ago to discipline their brother, and even now he is sometimes put into a lace-trimmed pinafore and made to help with the housework. His sisters and their friends tease and laugh at him of course, and this soon deflates his arrogant ego.
The following day we laid tea in the garden, and my daughters brought some of their school friends to join in the fun. While they had tea, my sister and I got my nephew ready. We are both teachers and know how to handle small boys. Although he struggled at first, a good sharp slapping from me soon cured all that. He begged and began to cry as I put him in a pair of frilly baby pants, but he didn’t risk another slapping. Next came a white organdie slip trimmed with lace, and little bows around the hem. Over this went a pink baby dress with sweet little puff sleeves edged with lace. While I tied a huge ribbon in his hair my sister strapped him into a baby harness which had small bells which jingled as he moved. The final touch was a baby’s dummy, pinned to his dress by a length of ribbon. I had purposely left on his heavy boy’s shoes and socks, and the contrast between these and his babified condition made him look absolutely ridiculous.
The girls had finished tea and were playing a game in the garden. He could see them through the window, and when we said we were going to take him outside to show them what a pretty baby he was he nearly had a fit. Even so, he had to be dragged, kicking and screaming, into the garden. Naturally the game stopped immediately as the girls stared at the struggling wretch. Several had never seen a boy in frocks before, but when they saw me holding him firmly by the baby reins they eagerly gathered round, lifting his skirts and giggling at his frilly underclothes.
Each time my scarlet-faced nephew dropped his dummy to protest, it was jammed back in place by one of the laughing girls, who were by now thoroughly enjoying themselves. They stood in a circle and began to chant, ‘Baby, baby, bunting – Baby, baby, bunting,’ until he flew into a rage, but I held him firmly by the reins, just out of reach of his tormentors.
Seeing him helpless in my firm grip gave them confidence. Two would mock and laugh at him while a third would creep up and pinch his bottom, or trip him up. After half an hour of this we were all a bit out of breath, so we sat him in a chair, and while his mother held him I produced a baby’s feeding bottle, and amid squeals of girlish laughter they all took turns feeding him. He rebelled at first at this new indignity, so I put him across my knees, turned his dress back, and gave him the spanking of his life.
I realize it must have been a terrible experience to be made to cry like a baby in front of a circle of jeering girls, but later my sister said it had worked wonders. The mere threat of being brought back to me was enough to make him as docile as a lamb.
Yours truly,
(Mrs) M. C. Leicestershire.

Of course, with Women this strong, what choice would a male have?


Of course, the man can make himself Pretty and Desirable!

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Men are embracing their femininity!

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As Women become the “Aggressors”…..

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Men are becoming the “hunted”…Submissives!!!

The Taming of the Males!

From Lesley
Dear Susan,

No more news of my ‘petticoatee’, Penelope, this month, he is still awaiting fearfully the unveiling of his new winter outfit in the Autumn.

My petticoating of Penelope has awakened a general interest in me regarding the subject of enforced petticoating of men, either as a punishment or simply for the amusement of the superior sex, and has found interesting accounts in a number of different walks of life. One area which seemed to me to be particularly promising was that of petticoat discipline in the work-place. There would surely be no better way for a female workforce to show a man his true status in the factory or office than to get him into petticoats, but having trawled through the back-numbers on your site I can find no references at all to this area.

My interest in this was first aroused at the first place I worked, when I was a junior in the accounts department of a factory making cosmetics.The stories of the activities of the factory girls in carrying out initiations or punishments of male victims was the stuff of legend. Being separated from the main factory I never saw anything myself, but heard a reliable account from a colleague who was doing some work in one of the factory offices of a young man, I believe a summer temp. on leave from college, who had offended the women in some way, being tearfully paraded round the factory wearing a baby-doll nightie, and heavily made up in the company’s complete range of cosmetics! With this group of tough and sexually-aggressive women around there was no doubt which was the dominant sex in that plant.

I was reminded of this incident when I read a letter in an issue of ‘Madame’ magazine about similar treatment meted out to hapless male victim. Headed ‘Clive’s Comeuppance’, the letter told of the fate of a young man, promoted to a supervisory position in a factory producing ladies’ undies, who came to regret his high-handed attitude to the girls! A group of them warned him that unless he stopped his harrassment they would take the law into their own hands and ‘teach him a lesson’. His fate was sealed when he laughingly told them they ‘couldn’t touch him!’ They decided (and how I agree!), that a thorough petticoating was the best way to put him in his place, and planned accordingly, using their skills and the factory’s equipment to produce a suitably humiliating

Waiting for a day when the senior management were all away at a meeting, they used a girl the unfortunate Clive was known to fancy to lure him to a quiet part of the factory to meet his fate. Finding himself in a room with about 50 women he was soon overpowered and stripped. He was then forced to stand on a low table, hands on his head, whilst the young girl who had lured him there in the first place made a very nice job of shaving him. His biggest surprise was yet to come, I will quote from the letter, which I have kept as part of my collection of ‘petticoating classics’ :-
‘He soon realised what was about to happen to him, and I will never forget the look of real fear on his face as
the girls flounced the mass of frillies in front of him and told him that he was to be our little girl for the evening’.
He is then forced to put on a frilly pair of bloomers, and then come the highlight of the story to me, his petticoating:
‘Clive was in tears by this time, as Susan told him that he was to be put into petticoats and a party dress as
his punishment. The girl who had produced the petticoats had gone for very full can-can type, and she laughingly
flounced each separate tier and skirt in front of him, making sure each petticoat, he was to wear two, was fully
flounced, making sure that his party dress would be properly ‘skirted’ over them, ensuring maximum fullness
for the dress, and maximum shame to Clive! The first petti was pulled up over his panties, and adjusted for
length, the second one had to be passed over his head and again adjusted. The two petticoats gave a
tremendous fullness, but had been deliberately made just short enough to leave the frilly legs of his bloomers on
show. I guessed he must have had at least eight three-tiered skirts in his petticoats, which were made of
stiffened paper nylon material that rustled delightfully as he walked! Two ribbons were then pinned to the waist
bands and passed over his shoulders to prevent the heavy petticoats from slipping down and spoiling the look.
As we stepped back to admire this fantastic creation Clive was a broken man- tear streaming down his face as
he bowed his head into his chest, all fight gone from him – I realised then we could do whatever we liked from
now on, this was the end of Clive’s rule!’
I’ll bet it was! The letter goes on to describe in superb detail, his party frock, and elaborate pinnie, how he was paraded round the factory, and his eventual change into overall and turban to help the cleaners, before being thrown out into the street to make his own way home thus attired!
This must surely be the finest way possible for any group of women to turn the tables on a ‘Jack the Lad’, and I would love to hear from any readers with similar experiences. Did it work? I can do no better than refer back to the end of the letter:
‘Poor Clive never lived down being turned into pretty, frilly Shirley ( the name the girls called him). Not a day
passed without him being asked if he wanted his dress on again, or being told to be careful his petticoats
weren’t showing! His enforced dressing in such ultra-frilly clothing had totally crushed him, along with our
imaginative humiliations, and he would never be a nuisance to women again. He was in no doubt that if he ever
stepped out of line again he would get more of the same and we often showed him his party outfit hanging in the
locker room just as a reminder!’

More power to the petticoat,

Female POWER!

Gina Davis

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The Path we are Traveling!

Today’s posting will feature stories and insights as to where we are heading with Male Femininity!  The first posting, which is from a similar forum is from Leanne a mother of a 12 year old boy.  It would be very interesting to know how many of our Readers and Followers have had similar experiences.

Boy Wear Dress Petticoat Story

Date Posted: 18:49:12 01/17/17 Tue
Author: Leanne
Subject: Re: My Son is Now Dressing as a Girl
In reply to: Amanda ‘s message, “My Son is Now Dressing as a Girl” on 10:56:04 06/28/16 Tue

Our situation has been a bit parallel to yours, but not exactly. I knew my son was interested in girls things from the time he was little. I more or less discouraged it, but when he was almost twelve I caught him in a somewhat similar situation. We had some long talks about it and I started to encourage him into experimenting with some makeup and trying different looks. we were both surprised how really pretty he looked so after some really fun shopping trips we started a basic girls wardrobe. I also did a bunch of internet searches and found a site that sells herbal male hormone suppressant and also female hormone enhancers. in the past year, they have ended the embarrassing erection problem, and now has given him a really sweet skin softness along with minimal growth in height and male physical attributes. I haven’t insisted that he wear skirts and dresses exclusively, however I do want him to wear heels at home to help develop more graceful movements. last year I had my beautician give him a cute pixie/shag hairdo that we agreed would grow out very nicely. Now you need to realize that my child must go to school every day and we don’t push this issue a lot in that venue, as you all might understand. We have some books on modeling and fashion and he’s just thrilled with how he’s been able to present when we go out now. We live in a large metropolitan area, so it’s not a problem to go to a different suburb for shopping, eating out, and such. What I’m really thrilled about is that it’s like I’ve really got a daughter now and her grades at school have now gone up to a 3.0 from a 2.1. Yes, it’s true that his personality and mannerisms are getting more and more naturally feminine, and to be honest, I’m really thrilled. What’s also really neat is that even while dressed in his boy mode, which is rather androgynous he’s been addressed as a girl so many times. He doesn’t ever correct them either. Anyway, at this time I have no clear idea where all this is going to go, but there we are.

Leanne C.

Date Posted: 14:12:08 02/02/17 Thu
Author: Corey
Subject: Re: My Son is Now Dressing as a Girl
In reply to: Leanne ‘s message, “Re: My Son is Now Dressing as a Girl” on 18:49:12 01/17/17 Tue

Hi Leanne: I love what you are doing, especially the herbal supplements and the idea of getting him used to heels. Hopefully he enjoys legwear too, I certainly did when I was his age.

If he is about 12, he is not too young to visit a transformation-type studio (most big cities have one or a few) where he can meet some other people and learn in a classroom-type environment things like feminine mannerisms, etc. That might be a fun thing to do when he has some time off from school.

Hopefully he has some pretty and silky lingerie to wear around the house. I had to settle for my mother’s 1960s peignoirs and her pantyhose, but I wore them all every change I got.

Keep up the good work and thanks for sharing your thoughts.


Date Posted: 21:32:18 02/15/17 Wed
Author: Leanne (:-))
Subject: Re: My Son is Now Dressing as a Girl
In reply to: Corey ‘s message, “Re: My Son is Now Dressing as a Girl” on 14:12:08 02/02/17 Thu

Corey: My son is really getting comfortable with becoming more feminine, and You know? I think I like it. although most girls his age and the ones he pals around with never wear stockings as such. Also the idea of lingerie is really not their thing like you mentioned, He now wears girl’s pajamas and robes like his friends wear. The only thing is that I’ve been having him wear a waste cincher to bed every night and told him this will get him a narrow waste just like a girl. I’m also encouraging him in his feminine manners and mannerisms. He’s getting really quite pretty, and I know he really enjoys it. My beautician likes to encourage him as well, and tells him what a pretty girl he can be. The herbals are also seeming to work. Just tonight, he showed me his breast buds and we measured his hip size and he’s widened a whole inch, and soft there too. I also bought him a pair of Aldo four inch heel black pumps to wear around the house and when we go out to special places. I’ve taught him to practice wearing them while balancing a book on his head and keeping his knees together and feet parallel when walking. On weekends he wears stick on nails and I recommend this for all feminine boys in that they also encourage very feminine hand gestures. Yes, I’m encouraging him and I think he loves it as much as I love watching him becoming so fem. There’s a small group of girls he hangs around with and the whole bunch are always talking about clothes, makeup and boys. This is so neat to see him becoming like a sweet young lady.


Date Posted: 12:49:26 03/14/17 Tue
Author: Corey
Subject: Re: My Son is Now Dressing as a Girl
In reply to: Leanne ‘s message, “Re: My Son is Now Dressing as a Girl” on 21:32:18 02/15/17 Wed

Hi Leanne: Thanks for the wonderful post. I love the cincher, it’s a great idea.

I suppose I’m showing my age when I lean towards legwear and lingerie.

If he is over 12 he is perhaps a bit too old for princess dresses, but has he looked into Brolita? You two could have endless fun together. And it’s a great way for him to make friends.

The heels and posture exercises are great ideas. If he socializes mostly with girls, he is definitely on the right path. If he emulates them he will be fine. Involving your beautician will give him some encouragement and support.

Easter is coming up, hopefully he will get a special look and will enjoy the day.

You are doing the right thing by encouraging him and enjoying yourself along the way. Keep up the good work!

Date Posted: 18:32:37 03/21/17 Tue
Author: Leanne *for Corey (:-) YES!)
Subject: Re: My Son is Now Dressing as a Girl
In reply to: Corey ‘s message, “Re: My Son is Now Dressing as a Girl” on 12:49:26 03/14/17 Tue

My child is now over 12, and is really in with the few girls he’s friends with. I think they are a really good influence on him as I over hear them talking about their girl issues, fashions, makeup and clothes. Not to mention their ideas of what’s cute and attractive in the way of expressions, body language and all. It’s so much like when I was that age. His mannerisms and attitudes have become more really feminine than i ever imagined they would be. I love it and It’s so much fun to now be going out into the city to shop for easter and just spring things. I also bought him/her a pair of very sexy open toe and backless mules with six inch heels on line just for practice wearing just at home for the purpose of muscle tone. It makes the other heels more comfortable now and even be able to run in them like a ballerina.
The herbal phyto estrogens are also working well in the fact that besides having very soft and smooth shin, she’s actually starting to actually develope breasts and softer and a little wider hips. The chincher is also helping to enhance a noticeably defined waste. she has also showing a noticeable wiggle in her walk probably due to the heels and practicing with a book on her head as she glides around the house. hair is now over her shoulders and she is so proud of it.
Well that’s where we are now and I have no regrets either.


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As we can all see….Many boys are getting In Touch with their Femininity!   The Female Controlled  world of the future is starting, and the males are learning to look Pretty and Sweet to the New Breadwinners and Leaders!



Where we are heading???

The post today is a little different, in the sense that I am posting a story from Fictionmania written by Misty.  Misty is a wonderful writer, and I love the insights that are shown in this story, and the possible future that it portrays.  I would encourage everyone that is an advocate of Gender Role Reversal to visit Misty’s Page on Fictionmania.  There are over 50 Great stories that I think you would enjoy!

by: Missy
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Added: 01/12/2016
Future view of boys and how fashions might change in short order.
Cultural Change

“ Gender stereotypes by Eves-Rib
The new world order of a female led society is around the corner.

Channing hopped out of the car and made his way over to the other group
of boys waiting for the bus. This was the first day of school and his
first day at Hardin High. He had been eager all summer to go to high
school. Planning and dreaming about it, he had almost driven me crazy
with requests about what he could wear and how important it was that he
fit in with the rest of the students. I had to shake my head, he was so
different than his older sisters. They had not bothered at all with
appearance, as long as they adopted the standard ‘uniform’ for teenage
girls. But I guess a lot had changed over the past three years. It
tickled me that the boys and girls, so intently interested in the
opposite sex, separated into their own clumps at almost every
opportunity, boys huddled on one side of the street and girls on the
other as they waited for the bus. Most parents hung back either in their
cars or standing in their own group at the far end of the lane. We wanted
to be sure the bus was on time and that our kids made it on their
journey, but we tried to give our kids some space. As I looked at the
students, I could see what Channing was worried about, as almost
everybody wore what had been decided as the cool look for that year. He
certainly had adopted the clothes that defined his friends. The
interesting part was how different the dress code was for the boys and
girls. Also, it surprised me that the students talked about individuality
so much, but they all dressed so similar.

Although both groups had a typical preferred attire, there was little
variation within a group but a wide gap between the sexes. One group
stood there, almost slouching as they exchanged soft conversation and
took sideways glances at the ones across the street. Their look was
simple. They all wore jeans, perhaps some in a dark wash, and others in a
lighter hue but all wore jeans. The styles were either boot cut, straight
leg, or slim. Thank goodness the baggy look favored for so long had gone
away. The jeans were paired with a t-shirt or plain top and a hoodie.
Colors were the only variable, with a few wearing bright colors or prints
but the majority favored solid, dark combinations. Shoes were limited to
sandals or sneakers. They held their notebooks in their arms or stuffed
into backpacks. What struck me was how relaxed and comfortable their
uniform was. I mean, they wore nothing that required a sacrifice for

Across the street, the look was entirely different. Here you could see
that fashion was much more important. It extended to how they did their
hair and especially for the older ones included some makeup. Although
again, the overall look suggested a uniform rather than wide
individuality. The basic outfit centered on a skirt with a coordinating
top; one or two wore dresses but they were older students. Nobody on this
side of the street settled for pants. This year the fashion had swung
back to wearing hose with the skirts. These were more frequently
patterned and in a color that went with the skirt, but I knew some would
be wearing nude shades at some point. The majority went with pantyhose
but I knew a few were brave enough to try stockings which required some
sort of underwear with garters. Shoes were definitely fancier than the
ones worn in the group across the street. They were all dress shoes, some
even had modest 2-3 inch heels, a trend that had just taken off in the
past year or so. I liked to think it was related to the return to hose.
These outfits were generally accessorized to the utmost, with lots of
unique jewelry, belts, and especially purses. The increase in accessories
seem to correspond strongly with age, as seniors liked to wear rings,
earrings, necklaces and bracelets at all times. Maybe because as juniors,
they had all gotten pretty class rings at the end of the school year. It
seemed most coordinated their jewelry with this important item.

Along with fashion driven clothes, their hair was styled with bangs being
an almost universal look. Use of makeup was more optional, but almost all
had on some type of lip gloss or color as well as mascara. Eye shadow
seemed pretty common too, but only the oldest wore eyeliner, foundation
and blush. The other noticeable aspect on this side of the street, was
how they talked more, even if it was hushed whispers. I could tell they
all had their eyes focused across the street and could only surmise much
of the talk was about the opposite sex.

Watching the students, reminded me of how important I felt when I dressed
like this for school. And how worried I had been that my look would be
accepted by the others in school. I also remembered the hushed whispers
as I talked about which boys were cutest and how we might get them to
talk to us. Now I knew, that the boys were also trying to figure out how
to talk to us and that most barely recognized how much effort we had
spent on our clothes, hair, and makeup. To them, just that we were girls
was enough to excite them and make them nervous. I could only shake my
head in disbelieve at these memories. Had it really been that long ago?
As much as some things were the same, others had shifted radically. How
had the changes occurred so fast?

Looking at Channing I could tell he was really nervous. He had laid out
his clothes last night, going over and over his choices till he had to go
to bed. The only way I could get him to pick one outfit was to suggest he
decide on his clothes for the entire week, that way he could wear all of
his new ones so it wasn’t just about today. We had spent the last month,
shopping and looking to be sure we had the cutest and latest styles. He
had wanted to push the envelope constantly, insisting he be allowed to
wear outfits that I felt were a bit too fashionable for someone his age.
But we had been able to work it all out, and as I saw him in the group I
could tell that he had judged correctly what would be the preferred look
this school year. Even though he had on the same look as his peers, I
could see his nerves rising to the surface. There were telltale signs in
his movements and stance. I could also see his eyes dart toward Rebecca.
She was a neighbor girl, a junior, who he had a serious crush on. If I
hadn’t known her since she was little, I would have been hard pressed to
pick her out since she had adopted the current outfit of her age group. I
just hopped Channing wouldn’t get his feelings hurt this year, as it was
unlikely she would notice him or be as interested in him as he was in
her. Again, I could sympathize with Channing as I had a big crush on a
boy older than me in high school too. I just hoped his experience was
better, although it taught me a lot about respecting myself.

Despite these thoughts, my main interest was in how the fashions had
swung so quickly. I guess it all started with the how the High Fashion
Industry looked to expand their market and parlayed interest in a new
area with an investment in professional sports leagues. Some trend
watcher for the fashion industry had noticed how teen boys had been
dressing for the past decade. Although many still wore jeans, a majority
had begun to wear shorts almost exclusively. They even wore them in the
winter, despite the cold, by pairing them with heavy coats and hooded
sweatshirts. This attraction to shorts was largely driven by sports,
especially professional sports. The heroes for many boys were basketball
and soccer professionals, so they emulated them by wearing the long baggy
workout or game shorts. If not athletic shorts, they wore baggy styles
with a multitude of pockets. Both kinds were worn in sizes several times
bigger than needed, extended to the knees or beyond and being very, very
loose. The voluminous expanse of cloth made the shorts sort of swirl or
drape around the body giving a particular look. The shorts were paired
with tees, hoodies, sports socks, sneakers, slip-on sandals, and often
compression undershorts. All of these clothes were also featured by their
sports heroes, so the link was easy to understand.

What the fashion professionals saw was an opportunity to slip in designs
that would open this niche market to them and their products. So first of
all they linked in to the pro leagues, finding and signing the top stars
to lucrative contracts. They also inked their teams, and in some cases
like soccer, their whole leagues. Once they had the bell cows, so to
speak, then they began to alter the uniforms to work in fashion flair.
Flair that could be marketed to teen boys. They had done similar things
many years ago with girls and young women by focusing on actresses and
singers. I know I followed certain singers when I was a teenager. But
this linkage was easier as girls were already aware of fashion trends.
They hoped to do the same with boys, thus increasing their market size.
They also knew that once they had someone clued into fashion, it was
easier to keep them buying designer items most of their adult life.

The first modifications they made to the shorts were to add some
decorative touches, such as pin-striping, color patterns, or embroidered
images. Many of these were associated with the team name or mascot, but
they also introduced other images or colors that would be marketable
beyond the team recognition. Concurrently, they modified the fit. A first
step was to make the shorts fit tightly from the waist down to just below
the crotch, so they hugged the body. The legs would then flare out in the
typical loose style which was common. Other alterations included lowering
the crotch and shortening the legs, adding a zipper to the waist (common
in the tight fitting style), shortening the legs alone, and adding a
center flap in front and back (this extra fabric was not attached to the
legs and could be shorter or longer than the legs). The changes in short
designs were usually paired with changes in the jersey. The most common
being to extend the length of the jersey, which was then worn outside of
the short (this required league approval), so that it resembled a tunic
or modifying the shoulder straps, for example making them skinny and
adjustable for length. More times than not, a long tunic top was paired
with shorts featuring short legs. The new styles were usually introduced
for special games or events resulting in more than a dozen new uniform
looks per year per team. The variety of styles reinforced the idea of
change in appearance being positive. The process produced results almost
immediately, transferring to teen boys almost seamlessly.

What caught the fashion industry off-guard was how receptive the consumer
was to changes that might have been deemed ‘feminine’ before. Some
designers intentionally added traditional female looks to their uniform
lines just to evaluate the potential for sales in the public market. A
couple of modifications tried early on, were to move the waist zipper to
the side and to widen the front flap so that it resembled a skirt,
essentially becoming a girl’s style skort. Both changes were received
positively by boy customers. Other feminine changes such as shortening
the legs to a three inch inseam or less usually required combining the
change with an attached undergarment. Boys had long worn ‘compression
shorts’ under their regular loose shorts, so the idea of an attached
longer leg, tight fitting Lycra-spandex under-short was readily accepted
and became a best seller. That allowed fashion designers to add flare to
that part of the garment as well. The under-short soon feature bright
colors, varied trims or mesh panels. Eventually the pairing of a very
short inseam, 1-inch, for the outer legs, with an equally short
undergarment leg became accepted as well. The last modification was to
just replace the outer short with a flared skirt. Boys seemed to have no
problems with this design as long as the attached undergarment was there.
Soon it became commonplace to see a wide variety of styles, colors, and
fashions for boys ‘shorts’, many of which looked more like skirts. The
final step was to just extend the jersey tunic to mid-thigh and pair it
with a coordinated compression under-short. Despite being essentially a
shift-style dress, designs like this sold well too.

Compression shorts weren’t the only underwear item that fashion designers
produced. They saw how well they sold and rapidly introduced other items
as part of an integrated look. Boys were now used to tops that featured
straps of various widths and styles, so pairing a camisole-like under
shirt of the same Lycra-spandex material with the under shorts became
widely accepted. So did adding a smaller brief to wear under the
compression short. These were little more than a bikini or even thong
style modified to cover male genitals. The designers were very ingenious
in these products, eventually selling the concept that a built in molded
cup or more popular, a ‘safety pad’ in the crotch was practical. This
style featured a foam molded cup in front with padding, leaving a center
space for a boy’s penis, so it could be tucked between the legs inside
the pad and kept out of harm’s way. The design created a smooth, rounded
mound in front, more or less making all boys crotch areas look similar.
Padding was soon added to other garments, allowing boys to appear with
rounder buttocks, wider hips and even a more projecting chest. It was
amazing how far the concept was taken and accepted by the consumers, as
long as their sports heroes endorsed them. Many of the changes had
progressed to the point where the stars didn’t actually wear them but
encouraged boys to wear them in commercials and because the stars wore
similar items the new fashions still flourished.

Because of all this promotion, I found myself looking at Channing
similarly dressed this morning. He had fully adopted the newer looks, and
had been determined to wear them to school. So over the summer, despite
my resistance to some of the more style-forward fashions and our
arguments about them, he had worn me down so I compromised in almost
every area. He had insisted that he wanted completely matching lingerie,
although he called them ‘under-gear’. So underneath his clothes, he had
on a string bikini, featuring a thick safety pad, a shaper brief with
satin honeycomb patterned panel in front and around each leg and rounded
buttock padding, a camisole with similar satin panels across the bust to
highlight the padding that gave him the twin cone-shape projections that
were in vogue this fall, and a short chemise slip. They were all in a
soft pastel called honey blush, a golden almost glowing color. Channing
had also insisted he be allowed to wear the sheerest stockings attached
by short garters to his brief. They were an almost iridescent silver with
a ribbed pattern. I argued they were impractical for school, but he
nearly had a fit as he was sure most boys would be wearing such hosiery.
Amazingly he was right. Every boy at the stop was wearing some type,
although pantyhose were common and a few stuck with the more opaque
tights style that had been popular last season.

His outerwear was coordinated, of course to match his new ‘under-gear’.
His top, truly a blouse, was a long-sleeve, whisper light nylon in a
sheer silver that matched his hose. I had argued very strongly against
this style as too provocative for school, but he matched my arguments
with the modesty conveyed by his chemise. Plus he countered, the silver,
gold, and black were his schools colors. In truth, since boys had no bust
to speak of, the sheer top did not really reveal much other than his
lingerie. The skirt was a short, very tight style that only went down an
inch or so past his stocking top and featured a pleated detail at the
rear hem. The Lycra-like material meant that the skirt clung to his
curves mostly generated by the padding in his brief. I warned him it
would be difficult to sit and walk with such a mini-style but he seemed
not to care. He actually reminded me it was like in my day, where girls
openly wore corset-style tops and let their bra straps and thong show.
This was as close as he came to admitting that the new fashions for boys
were more similar to previous women’s wear than not. Again, I conceded to
his wishes. He did agree to a more modest shoe, it was a cute loafer
style with only a 2 ½ inch heel. Once he had bought his favorite in
black, he wore it for days around the house to be sure he could walk
without any wobbling or false steps. Of course, he needed a purse that
matched. He had shopped relentless to find one that was a matt black,
with an intricate gold pattern that looked remarkably like the honeycomb
details of his lingerie. I wasn’t sure he really needed one, but honestly
he had no pockets and refused the idea of a backpack, so there was little
other choice. He had spent countless hours and more than a few dollars to
finish his outfits with jewelry accessories, although he did limit them
to earrings, simple bangle bracelets, a matching necklace, with a single
ring on each hand. Today, his jewelry all featured a honeycomb design.
Not only did his colors match his new school, but the honeycomb was a
direct link to the wasp that served as a school mascot. The effort he put
into this outfit totally surprised me, and he matched it with the similar
thoroughness for nine others; he had insisted he couldn’t wear the same
thing more than twice a month.

The transformation of boys’ clothes down this fashion path was also
accompanied by a change in the personal grooming. When I was a teen, most
guys seemed to barely bathe and appeared to prefer showing off whatever
scraggly beard they could grow on their face. Their hair was frequently
not combed or cut so short that brushing was not necessary. I remember my
best girlfriend remarking one year that they looked more like cave men
than high schoolers. Now, those trends had been totally replaced. Not
only were faces kept completely shaved, but body hair removal had become
wide spread too. Of course not all boys followed this trend, as it
required much more time and effort. But once Channing saw that his
favorite soccer star had embraced this look, he insisted that being hairy
was not for him. He even saved the money he earned over the summer baby-
sitting, so that he could get waxed just before school started. Although
he never mentioned it to me, I heard his conversation at the salon when I
picked him up afterwards and it was clear that he had included waxing of
his private area, which I assume meant he was smooth allover. Again, I
chuckled inwardly as developing pubic hair had been a significant marker
when I was young. Now, many boys preferred to sport an entirely smooth
look that actually made them look years younger.

Again, Channing’s commitment to this new fashion constantly amazed me.
In contrast to his desire for smooth hairless skin, he insisted that he
must keep his hair at least shoulder length and we had been to this same
salon countless times over the summer until he had just the right cut,
color, and high-lights. He kept it perfectly shampooed and used a wide
variety of styling products and even begged me to let him use my curling
iron, so the ends would curl under to frame his face. It all seemed so
extreme to me, but since women’s fashions had moved away from elaborate
hair-dos, I relented. I mean I didn’t even use my curling iron any more
anyway. I did demand he restrict his cosmetics to lipstick, eye shadow,
mascara, and nail polish. He was way too young for foundation or eye
liner. He agreed and practiced using them seemingly endlessly until I had
to admit he looked very attractive. Channing was lucky in that he had
full lips and big open eyes. He acquired a range of colors so that he had
a lipstick and eye shadow palate for each of his outfits. Today he wore a
matching nude lip and nail color with just hint of rose and a shimmery
gold shadow that was perfect companion to his other golden items. As he
stood there with the other boys, I felt proud seeing how nice he looked.
I had at first been a little embarrassed by how different he looked than
how I grew up seeing boys. However, once I realized it was a very poplar
trend, I adjusted to seeing him with what I would have called a feminized

As the bus roared up to the stop, the kids began to shift toward the
opening door. As if by mental telepathy, the two groups merged into one
line. Usually two or three of each sex were clustered together in the
line and Channing was no different. He remained close to his best friend
Jonathon, as the line inched forward. But as the line formed up, a tall
brunette girl stepped in right behind him. It was Rebecca. She moved
closer to him and sort of leaned his way and I could see her make a
comment. Channing turned and then when he saw who it was, he both smiled
and blushed a little. He nervously played with the hem of his skirt and
then moved a hand to sweep back some hair off his face. He answered her
and I could see as his mouth moved that he was saying thank you. I guess
she complemented him on his look. As she continued to speak, she reached
out her long fingers, to move the offending lock of hair where it had
fallen over one eye. Channing’s eyes were locked on to her, as he
nervously bit down on his lower lip, while his right hand tugged at the
top of his stocking where the garter was attached. Rebecca nonchalantly
took his spiral notebooks from his left hand and put them with hers and
then placed her hand on his back as he began to climb the stairs into the
bus. At this point, he paused and glanced quickly my way. A huge smile
crossed his face. He mouthed the words thanks Mom, as he wiggled his
fingers in a small half-wave. I responded the same as he disappeared into
the bus. I saw he and Rebecca sit together on a bench seat and then the
bus drove on.

I was pleased both by how he seemed to catch the eye of the girl of his
crush and that he showed me he loved me. I knew he was growing up, but
now maybe for the first time, I was glad he had chosen to go forward in
his new life with a real sense of style and appreciation for his
appearance rather than just slug around in the large baggy shorts he had
worn in elementary and middle school. I expected that there would be more
challenges ahead but I was glad he at least looked pretty for his first
day of high school. As I headed back to my car I caught myself wishing
that I could convince his father to make similar changes so that he might
wear something to feature his nice legs other than the ugly shorts he
preferred. Maybe Channing would help me. I would love to run my hands up
his dad’s legs, once they were smooth and encased in a silky nylon
stocking. Yes, it was time he abandoned his old shorts as well.

The following are photos are boys, as Missy might be forseeing them becoming more common:

And these would be photos of the more modern girls that Misty forsees:

it me :0
tumblr: steammouse (feel free to stop for a chat)

Model: Amandine Renard

Model: Sara Cummings

A Comment from a Butch Woman from another Blog:

As a somewhat androgynous woman I appreciate your blog. I’m pan and often insecure about my attraction to men because I feel like they won’t be attracted to me… So it means a lot to see a man-run blog that appreciates women who aren’t femme.

Some Modern Men Out and About:

I love shopping!
I love to see you shopping.



“Kenneth’s exposure grows daily now There is no stopping it now

“is this a better spot to work from she wonders..showing more leg here for sure….

“This concrete is sooo cold, my bottom needs warming…

Males are surely learning their new Place in the New World Order!   It is really a delight to see men and boys being so Pretty and Sweet!


Now a posting from a woman on another Forum:

Posted in skirts who can wear them on 2004-12-06 18:08:15
Please Yes
My man loves to dress up for me at home and I have finally convinced him to go away for the weekend as a women with me. He already was into the hair thing so I gave him a perm and he has about one-third of the curls frosted blonde. He was already hooked on the girls panties full time, but I hope he enjoys this, because I would like him to continue doing it or just all out get rid of his mans clothing. I have already feminized him a lot the past few years and now my 2 sons and daughter all wear girls stuff, most of the time. They are 5 and 12 and enjoy dressing in girls stuff with encouragement from my 14 yr old daughter. They now wear their hair long and layered. The 12 year old wears girls jeans, blouses, shorts to school everyday and loves to wear skirts on weekends. He would like to start wearing makeup when out because his sister often fixes him up at home. He looks more like a girl than she does. The little one wears dresses and cute little girl outfits at the private Pre-school he goes to and the management does not have any problem with it, however they did let the other parents know that he is indeed a boy and really only one person viewed a complaint about it. He has cute little curly blonde hair with ribbons and bangs and just makes an adorable girl. They both play very well with both boys and girls and Ronni, (the oldest) has only had a few kids bother him about it. He says after trying both girl ways and clothing he is much happier in the role and no one would be able to pick him out of a group of girls, because he jut fits in so well. Now if I can convince my husband to go all the way with this, I think it will be fascinating and can’t wait for the Family Christmas Phot this year.

And a Comment from PennySue:

Posted in dominant women on 2004-12-05 06:42:28
I married my own sissie boy, right after college we married. When i first started dating him i found out he liked wearing womens underwear fulltime and getting dressed up sometimes. I encouraged him and after a few months of marraige replaced all of his guy stuff with girls clothing. now it has been almost 10 years we even get along better than before. he stays at home and takes care of the kids and the house. For many years he wore his hair in a long spiral perm just recently i took him to my stylist and had a modern very Chic hairdo done on him. It is long on the top and tapered down the side like a wedge to the nape. plus the outer layer is frosted very lite blond and it looks great on him and he loves it too. Since the first few months of marraige he has passed as a women almost full time. I had his facial and body hair removed permanently, plus had permanent makeup tatooed to his eyelids, brows and lips. He looks great and most of the time wears synthetic breasts glued to him and they look great, even in the pool or under a nighty. We are talking about having a boob job done and will probably be doing that within the next few months. i dominate him and he loves it. He is 5’8″ and 155 lbs and I am 6’1″ and a curvacious 220. he waits on me hand and foot and every morning he draws my bath, shampoos my hair and blowdries it and applies body lotion to my entire body, plus about once a week he shaves all of my body hair and appies extra moistuizer. Then he lays out my clothes and helps me get dressed for work. He used to wear a maides uniform to work arround the house, now he mostly wears skirts and dresses. If i want Breakfast in Bed, it is there, if I want a back rub or sex he is ready and willing. He stays home with the 3 kids and I go to work. The girl that was doing his hair for him the past three years did not even know that he was indeed a male until i told her that he was my husband. She couldn’t believe it, because he looks so great. we get along really great and he is not only a sissie but a fantastic lover. Plus he lives to be ordered arround by me and we are both very happy. I just had to make one more subject to this story, the only time that we ever even had even a slight dissagreement was over our 3 sons, Jason is 7 and the twins are almost 5. Over the past 2 1/2 years he has completely feminized them too. At first i wasn’t sure if this is what we should do, but it has seemed to work out very well so far. At first he just started letting their hair grow out some and bought them girls panties, then one day he came home with Jason with the cutest little girls pixie cut. At first i was kinda shocked, but with his fair blond hair he just looked so cute, that we all loved it including Jason. After that he replaced almost all of their clothing with girls stuff. He had the twin boys hair, which is naturally curly cut in the most adorable full layered curly shag with the cutest bangs and berets. They look adorable and have the cutest curly hair and no one would ever suspect that they are boys. They wear dresses and very cute little girl outfits of lace and girl themes almost all of the time. Jason wears Girls jeans to school along with blouses, t shirts, sweaters, shorts and tights or stockings. He usually wears dresses or skirts on the weekends or if we go out somewhere. He really likes the girls clothing and loves to go to the store to help pick out new outfits with daddy. Maybe it is an inherited trait. A lot of the kids at school know that he is indeed a boy but usually just accept him as a girl and he seems to get along with almost all of them and there has been very little problems by all of this. The School sent over some case workers to check out the boys after they were informed what was going on, but after examining the boys and talking to them decided they were doing just fine and were very happy children with no evidence of any wrong doing going on. They did however suggest that we keep a school councelor available to talk to Jason and later the twins as they got older just to see if everything was going on at school alright. The school stated that they did not want Jason to come to school in a skirt or dress, but we had already decided against that at this time, even though Jason would prefer to have the choice to wear one when he wants to. When we went on vacation last summer the boys just romped arround at the pool in there cute little pink swimsuits and behaved very well. All of the guests in the area and the workers at the hotel said they had never seen such well behaved children and such cute little girls. Now however Jason is a little jealous of his brothers long curly hair and he would like to let his grow out some and try a new curlier style and is eagerly awaiting his next visit for a new shaping to let it grow out to a newer style. He just loves his dad and would rather spend his time with him than do anything else in the whole world. They are really truly very much alike in more ways than just there choices in styles. A docter has even approched us and talked about the future for the boys and said we should keep them monitered for any drastic changes in mood or actions. She even suggested that we may wish to put them on a early preteen hormonal treatment to help suppress some of the male characteristics before they come on, but I hope they have there fathers traits and build because he has never had a problem passing for female with his smaller physic and tendicies. I look at our Family Picture and just as any other person would I see 2 beautifull young women and 3 very pretty little girls. I guess i got more than I bargained for with my Sissie, I got 4 of them all for the price of one. We are happy and get along great and i hope everything stays just as smooth as it is right now. i will check back for any comments or suggestions later, so please, fell free to leave your comments, either Good or Bad, I would like to hear them. Thanks and god bless you all out there and especially the sissies.

Taking Control of the Situation!

Women are Taking Control of many situations with their husbands, boyfriends and sons.  More and more males are finding themselves in panties, nylons, skirts and dresses….and this is Good!  Today’s posting will focus on this subject!

The first article is from a man named Sean that has been controlled by his girlfriend!   What a great example of what is happening!  This is from the August PDQ Site.

from Sean

Dear Auntie Helga,

I am somewhat embarrassed to write to you after finding your email from Petticoat Quarterly Discipline yesterday on my girlfriend’s computer. Before I write about my situation please know I looked all over the internet for some idea of what my girlfriend wants of me. What I found was Discipline Quarterly had more information and was closer to explaining my own situation.

Here is what I mean. My girlfriend of 4 years pretty well runs our home life and has from the beginning. She also runs me like having a second mother and disciplines me like a mother. For example 2 years ago she was on my case over and over about leaving my underwear on the floor beside the bed. I know I should have picked them up and put them in the dirty wash. Well one day I came home to find all my underwear was gone. There was nothing in my drawer.

Deb came home with a bag of new underwear only they were all nylon panties in many colors. We had words but I ended up wearing them and I still wear panties every day. Life went on while I learned not to be lazy and with Deb keeping a close eye on me. It was not long after we were out and I made the mistake of commenting on a woman with large boobs. Okay I am a guy, I like large boobs.

A few days later Deb brought home a few bras and some large fake boobs telling me to wear them. I refused so sex stopped that day for 2 weeks when I finally gave in. Every day after that when I came home Deb handed me a bra and the fake boobs to put on while she watched. Auntie Helga did I feel stupid walking around the house with a pair of DDs on my chest? Yes I did and still do.

Deb bought me a couple of tank tops and tight sweaters to show off the fake boobs. It didn’t stop there with her insisting I wear a bra when we went out for coffee. The only savior was the drive thru and not inside a coffee shop or fast food location. Auntie Helga can you imagine me a guy walking in a coffee shop with a pair of DDs bulging through my jacket or in the summer without a jacket? The girls at the coffee shop can probably see my fake boobs which I try to hide when at the drive thru.

Deb pretends it is no big deal if someone sees my fake boobs making me pay for talking about the woman I first commented on which got me into this situation of wearing a bra. Deb bought me something each and every time I stepped out of line and if I refused to wear it she would either hit me with an old yard stick like my mother did years ago or cut me off of sex. So I am on my best behavior most of the time to avoid the beating and keep my sexual privileges.

The reason I am writing is I think Deb is going to make me a sissymaid. I thought BDSM but no and forced fem kind of but petticoating appears to be the direction Deb is taking. I don’t want to be a sissymaid, wear a sissy dress, have my penis in a chastity, wear women’s high heeled shoes or shave my legs. I don’t even want to wear a bra and panties but I have no choice with them. Deb is of Chinese descent but don’t let her size fool you about her ability to discipline me.

Auntie Helga should I ask Deb what her plans are or keep my mouth shut and hope it all goes away?



And here is an article from the same issue on what a mother did to create a better boy.  His girlfriend Loved it, and now they are married!



I am so mad at Mom, I don’t know how she found your website but she did, and I am suffering humiliation because of the letters she reads on this site.

I guess I should start with what I was doing. I was fourteen and doing really bad in school. I was getting into trouble along with having bad grades unlike my smart sister who was making good grades and she is two years younger than I. My Mom telling me she would find a way yo punish me if I did not get it together. Well one afternoon when I came home after ditching my report card down a sewer drain. Little did I know that Ms. Carter sent a copy home by way of Sally, my sister. I walked in and Mm said that Sally had got her report card and ask if I had got mine. I lied and said no I want get it until Monday.

I said that because some of the guys were going to get together and play ball in the park Saturday and if Mom saw my report card she would ground me. Mom then pulled out the copy of my report card. I was pissed. She said lets see now Math F, History D, Spelling D, and so on I know you get the ideal. She said now what do you have to say about that lie you just told. I said that I had not got it and maybe Ms. Carter had sent it home by way of Sally. She said no Ms. Carter called me and said she gave you one and sent a copy by way of Sally.

I was told to go to my room and take off all of my clothes and go take a bath and that she had already ran the water for my bath. I was soon in the bathroom getting in when I noticed a funny smell it was like flowers. I sank down in the soapy water only to find it was girly stuff that Mom and Sally always used. I started to get out and run some new water when Mom walked in and said stay little man or should I say girl. I said Mom this water stinks, she said I know but you will get used to it by the time your next report card comes out. I did not know what she meant but I knew it could not be good.

After the bath Mom told me to come to Sally’s room. When I got there she told me she had found a website that gave people ideas on how to make bad boys into good girls. I looked confused as she went on and handed me a pair of Sally’s purple panties that had these ruffles all over them. She said look them over good because you will be wearing these and others that look like them or if you refuse you will be wearing diapers. I put them on and then began to get the idea and started begging her not to make me do this. Before long I was in not only the panties but petticoat and socks that had lace and bows, also my sister’s party dress that fit except the length because I was taller than she but as small otherwise they fit. Mother said when you get your grades up to at least a B you will be my other daughter. If your grades begin to go down again you will be back in these things.

Here I stood in my sister’s clothes and hoping it was just going to be a few minutes and she would let me take them off. I was shocked when she said that I would be wearing them every day after school until my grades came up and I would be wearing panties 24/7 until my grades were a B. I began begging and promising and telling her I had a ball game the next day and that I could not wear a dress to play ball.

When Saturday came I was wearing pink cotton panties and a pair of my sister’s jeans that had lace on the back pocket and one of her baby blue blouses that had a picture of a little kitten on the front. I even had on her tennis shoes. I was crying like a girl when my Mom finished dressing me. Sally said I looked so pretty and I started to punch her when Mom saw me she said come her dear (as if I were a little girl) She told Sally to sit on the chair and she told me to take down my jeans and panties. My eyes got real big I knew what she had in mind. I was over Sally’s lap getting the spanking of my life she did not hold back at all. I got up and stated rubbing my burning butt. Mom told me to get dressed like a good little girl and get ready to go play ball. I said I can’t go play ball like this. She said yes you can unless you want to be over mine or Sally’s lap every hour until bedtime.

As we walked to the park my sister held my hand and Mom held Sally’s other hand. When we got to the park all the guys started laughing at me and I could not do anything but stand there and take it. I was so humiliated I don’t know why but I started peeing in my pants or should I say in Sally’s jeans. That brought more laughter. Mom said well you certainly can’t play ball in wet panties and jeans one of the guys heard the word panties and he yelled it out for all to hear. I tried to get my hand out of Sally’s but she held on tight. I was never so glad to hear Mom say we had to go you boys have fun playing ball but SHE has to go change. Off we went walking home with some of the guys walking behind saying things like what is her name and Mom replying Sue will do. The guys had to get back to the field and so on we went home and I had to take a bath and change into the dress again.

Shannon, a girl from school I like, came by the house and Mom showed her in and then went back to the kitchen. Shannon said don’t feel bad I think you look pretty for a boy. I told her why I had to wear the girly clothes and she said that was not good but if you learn from it you will be a better man. I said I am learning from it I am going to study hard to get my grades up. Shannon said she would help me. We spent the rest of the day playing board games. When she got ready to go home she asked if she could come to play tomorrow. I said sure I would be here, I hope.

Mom came in and said she had heard us talking and that she would let me out of the punishment if I would promise to do what I told Shannon I was going to do. It was funny but I said one more day Mom and then I will be ready to be out of these forever. Mom knew I was doing it because of Shannon and she said OK but if you mess up you will be back in them for a whole grade period. I told her that I would never get low grades again. Shannon came the next day and we spent the day playing games in the basement. Shannon said I brought you something just before she was leaving. She got in her purse and got out a pair of pink satin panties and said will you wear these for me someday. I was blushing and said whenever you say.

I am writing this because I am getting married in two weeks and I will be wearing the pink panties under my tux, and she will be wear male underwear under her wedding dress. Since that day we had a lot of fun playing dress up with me being the one dressing up. I am glad Mom found your website now. I also had 4.0 grade score until I graduated and also got Master in Education. I only hope other Moms use the same punishment for their bad boys.

Betty, Shannon’s wife forever


And now an article of how a husband has been dominated!!

sottomessoincastita: “Sissy maid service ”

Letter 4
(From Madame)
Contributed by Saffron


Dear Miss Candida,

I was very pleased to see in your excellent magazine how many wives are bringing their men under proper control and how quite a few have found the merits of petticoating. I too have found it to be an infallible method. Men will endure anything rather than be exposed to the derision of women. It crushes their ego as nothing else can. My husband has many times implored me to give him the cane rather than face the ordeal of my girl friends. But I really enjoy watching a petticoated male cringing under the ridicule of laughter of women. He is soon reduced to a spineless jelly, ready to obey my every wish. I am sure there must be many ladies amongst your readers who would welcome some guidance in finding and training a submissive.

Look around for the shy ones who never push themselves forward. “Mother” him a bit and make him feel wanted and secure, and utterly dependent on you. Once you have him in this state he is already in invisible chains. Whatever indignities or service are imposed, he finds it impossible to face the alternatives of separation, and accepts his humble position. Many submissives have hidden TV tendencies which makes petticoating that much easier. However, it is wise to break him in slowly.

I began by inviting my husband to dinner, and afterwards he helped with the washing up, and was soon adorned in one of my aprons. I let him get used to that, then on one occasion I spilled soup over his suit. I had a large sized dress ready which I said was my mother’s and persuaded him to wear it. Soon he was completely hooked and I brought the subject around to marriage. I own two dress shops and am kept quite busy. I needed a husband who would stay at home and do the housework.

So I insisted he give up his job and place his savings in a joint account. He didn’t like it, but he was much too far gone to be able to break away from me. Shortly after the marriage, I took all his suits with me to the shop, leaving him only dresses to wear. Thus he was confined to the house without money and no will to escape. He soon began to enjoy his domestic role.

Most men are really only little boys and prefer a woman to dominate and control them. I have never been addicted to the cane although I do use it when quick, sharp discipline is called for. I prefer more subtle means and decided to use humiliation. I arranged a coffee morning and invited several of my girlfriends, My husband wore his usual black dress with white lace collar, to which I added a particularly frilly apron. I was careful to leave his head and face normal so that he was obviously a petticoated male and looked even more ridiculous.

I shall never forget the first time I pushed him, protesting, carrying a tray of coffee into the living room. He seemed to freeze and shrink under the laughter of the women. His face went scarlet and if I hadn’t been behind him he would have run for his life! As it was there was no escape and we kept him running about, fetching and carrying like a maid. I enjoyed it all and, as a refinement to his torment, I made him curtsy every time a lady gave him an order. This caused further convulsions of laughter, and afterwards we all agreed that taunting and teasing a helpless, petticoated male was the most satisfying sport any woman could imagine. My friends insisted on coming again and hubby goes through hell quite regularly, which is, I am sure, good for his soul.

Recently it was his birthday and one of the girls made him a sweet, pink, baby girl dress and bonnet. So we decided to dress him up and have some more fun with him. I didn’t tell him but simply dressed him, then tied his legs to a chair. I stood back to admire my handiwork and spent a few minutes making fun of him. Imagine his panic when he heard the girls coming up the front path. I enjoyed every second of his desperate pleading not to let them see him like this. As the door bell rang, I silenced him with a dummy, secured with elastic so that he couldn’t eject it. The women had the time of their lives that day. After the initial teasing and laughter had died down someone christened him “Mandy” and produced a doll she had brought. Of course, while we all had tea he had to nurse it and suck his dummy. All he got for his tea was a baby bottle and a few rusks!

After tea I got out my camera. He looks funniest when he is crying with shame, so while we all watched, Carol and Anne began to tease and pinch him. They soon had him in a terrible state and I was ready with the camera. We have all had so much fun with him I am enclosing the photo so that other wives, especially Mrs. J.S. (London), can enjoy the sight of a man in baby clothes. Perhaps if enough dominant ladies take up this sport, we may be able to hold a “baby” show one day!

I enjoy your magazine immensely and look forward to accounts of other petticoated males.

Yours sincerely,
Mrs. M.B., Birmingham


“After Thousands Of Years, It Is Now men’s Place To Be The Sex Toy And Be Used And Humiliated Endlessly!

As a Man should look for his Woman:



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Such Pretty Men!   The New World Order is happening!  As a very wise woman has said…..

Posted in SISSIES (For Girls only please) on 2004-12-05 03:26:44
I married my own Sissy boy, right after college we married. When I first started dating him i found out he liked wearing women’s underwear fulltime and getting dressed up sometimes. I encouraged him and after a few months of marriage replaced all of his guy stuff with girls clothing. now it has been almost 10 years we even get along better than before. he stays at home and takes care of the kids and the house. For many years he wore his hair in a long spiral perm just recently i took him to my stylist and had a modern very Chic hairdo done on him. It is long on the top and tapered down the side like a wedge to the nape. plus the outer layer is frosted very lite blond and it looks great on him and he loves it too. Since the first few months of marriage he has passed as a women almost full time. I had his facial and body hair removed permanently, plus had permanent makeup tattooed to his eyelids, brows and lips. He looks great and most of the time wears synthetic breasts glued to him and they look great, even in the pool or under a nighty. We are talking about having a boob job done and will probably be doing that within the next few months. i dominate him and he loves it. He is 5’8″ and 155 lbs and I am 6’1″ and a curvacious 220. he waits on me hand and foot and every morning he draws my bath, shampoos my hair and blow dries it and applies body lotion to my entire body, plus about once a week he shaves all of my body hair and applies extra moisturizer. Then he lays out my cloths and helps me get dressed for work. He used to wear a maid’s uniform to work around the house, now he mostly wears skirts and dresses. If i want Breakfast in Bed, it is there, if I want a back rub or sex he is ready and willing. He stays home with the 3 kids and I go to work. The girl that was doing his hair for him the past three years did not even know that he was indeed a male until I told her that he was my husband. She couldn’t believe it, because he looks so great. we get along really great and he is not only a sissy but a fantastic lover. Plus he lives to be ordered around by me and we are both very happy!

Posted in Poll For Men and Women – Who Wears Panties? on 2004-12-05 04:15:18
Mine does!
My husband wears panties 24/7 and has done for years before we even met. since we have married I have convinced him to wear all types of women’s clothing and we both love it, he has become very feminized and he looks great. He has now even feminized our sons and although I wasn’t sure that was the right thing to do, they too seem to enjoy and prefer it that way also.

Posted in how do men get feminine and women get manly on 2004-12-05 05:08:51
I am a beautiful demanding women and the only way I have become masculine is my making my husband obey and totally feminizing him. Today he dresses and acts like a women as well as hair, makeup and the works at my demand. He has learned to love it and we both think it is great.




21st Century Realities

Just starting off this posting with some remarks that are both evident, and what might be controversial!  Please remember, this Blog is about the Empowerment of Women and the Feminization of men and boys.  It is about a “Power Reversal” that is looking at taking power away from men and Women becoming the Stronger and Dominant sex.  Take notice, I did not say “giving” power to Women.  If Women are going to have the Power, they will need to Take it!  That is also why when a person that is Male is Ultra Feminine, I do not use the Female pronoun of she or her, because that person is male and therefore a he or him.  In the reality of Gender Role Reversal, if we would encourage males to be feminine and then call them girls or women, what are we doing other than enforcing the traditional stereotypes of weak and feminine females and strong and masculine males????   On the otherhand, if we encourage Male Femininity, and Strong and independent Women and Girls, then the Role Reversal that we are longing for might become a reality!

I would Love to hear what others think about these points that I have made.  Today’s Blog will reinforce the Gender Role Reversal that so many of us crave!

“Candy Is A Complaint male…


“I can’t believe you couldn’t even do one rep with this weight! Wow, I’m so much stronger than you, honey!

I can’t believe you couldn’t even do one rep with this weight! Wow, I’m so much stronger than you, honey!

“I love smelling my Alpha’s musk while she works out. Really gets my clitty hard.

“ Cassandra Martin
Females stonger

Men are voluntarily in many cases becoming Feminine and Pretty!   Others are being encouraged to give up their masculinity and embrace femininity!   What an Awesome Reversal of Roles!

interesting setting for this gurl’s pic….

I really like to see the feminine men NOT wearing Fake Breasts, thereby reinforcing the fact that they are indeed Feminine men!

just found tanya’s page here…lovely gurl

Men need to realize on their Wedding Day, they will be wearing a Bridal gown, and will be vowing to Love, Honor and OBEY!

dreaming of her sissy wedding one day….

And of course, he needs to be ready for the Wedding Night!

i’ve posted this before but i love her expression here…you just know she has the cutest little clitty caged under her pretty panties here….

Many Women do want to see their men in revealing and tight clothing as well!

cute gurl on a boat….

Things are surely changing for the once “Mighty Male”!

nice shot of my gurl felicity……

no pouting missy….

cutie in pigtails…..

Who agrees with me?

when are you coming to bed honey?

Making Males Useful!!!

Michaela Hayes

Sunday for Sissies! ;-)

“Demure Submissive Domestic Bliss

Boy Behavior Has A Way Of Improving When Wrapped In Pretty Clothes!

Modern Engagement Pictures Are Prettier!

If you can smile pretty enough, Mistress might get you a magazine cover like Pretty Sissy Monthly!

BunBun The Playgirl Bunny Lives To Entertain!


To Quote a Real Woman…..

RadicalFeminist Wrote:
I can not stress enough the time has come for all males to put on their knees and taught to serve females. As a society we risk our destruction as long as any male is allowed to behave as a macho jerk. The time has come to rise up, take over and put males in their proper place.

And another Comment from a mother that has done some feminizing of males….

As a mother, I am pleased to see that there are many other mothers who have initiated feminist and feminist education in their children. Children can also enjoy, and they make of cheerful fabrics and colors in their daily dress. As many times I have said, there are many machista mothers, when they disappear or mentalise, the men will be feminine.

I agree that most men should be eradicated, and we only accept those who embrace femininity. This would be a wonderful world where we would govern and you would serve us and would be sperm producers with your feminized DNA.





The Continuing March to Female Domination!

Here is a post from Suzie, a mother that started feminizing her sin back in the 80’s.  Today, her son is a feminized male wife, staying at home raising the kids while his female husband is the Breadwinner.  Do delightful to see women working with one another in creating the better world that is to come.  Also, Look for the added Link to my Forum that is in the introduction.  Would really like to revitalize that forum with New Age Women and men…..supporting each other in the New Age of Fe ale Control and Male Feminization!

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I agree with Pennysue, My young son used to be quite troublesome and misbehave. When he was just 3-4 years old, I used to dress him up in his older sisters old cloths, He hated it and really was mad at first. My daughter was 14 years older then him and after she left for college and my husband left, I started dressing him up more and more whenever he became unruly. By the time he was 7 he became more used to it and I really enjoyed dressing him up. This was the early eighties and it wasn’t uncommon for guys to wear curly perms, so I started curling his hair. Just short at first but it looked so cute I let it grow out longer. By the time he was 9 he had a beautiful head of long curls down to his shoulder blades. He looked just so cute with the long curls and blondish hair that everyone was always mistaking him for a girl, even when he was dressed as a boy. Up until this time, He always wore boys clothing to school, but the other boys would make fun of him and he usually just played with girls and was accepted by them as one of their own. The summer when he was 9 I started to dress him up almost all of the time as a girl and we went on vacation that summer and he dressed entirely in girls clothing all summer long. Come fall when it was time to go back to school, I wanted to go out and get him some new boy clothing for school, because he had outgrown most of his old boys stuff. When we went to the stores he did not want to even look at the boys stuff, he wanted to get all of his stuff in the girls department. After some tough moments and many tears we went and bought him all girls slacks, shirts, socks and underwear for school. He wanted to wear dresses and skirts too, but I told him he could not wear them to school, but we bought him a couple of dresses and skirts that he could wear at other times. He wore girls slacks, jeans and tops all year at school and no one ever complained to us about it at all. I always made sure his school outfits always looked pretty neutral, but he usually wore girls sneakers with pink trim and jackets and coats that always looked very girlish. Underneath he usually wore pink or lacy panties. For his tenth birthday he wanted his ears pierced so we went out and had them done. He really looked much more like a girl then many of his female classmates. He just started going by Bobbi instead of Robert or Bobby and things went pretty smooth. By the time he was 13, when he was ready for school that year he went out and got guys clothing and accessories, plus he got his hair cut so it was just down below his ears, but even though he was trying to look more like a guy he still looked very much like a young girl. Over the next few years he made a gradual transition to almost all guys stuff but he did start wearing his hair in a long ponytail and still had both male underwear and panties in his dresser drawer. He still was often mistaken for a girl. When he left college at 22 he was a quiet very shy young man and went out into the work force and became a successful technician. For at least 6-7 years he seemed very happy and able to cope with life, but always seemed a little out of place. At 28 he married a woman 9 years older then he, and when I first visited them, I noticed he was again becoming very much more feminine looking.

Bobby seemed very happy with his new wife Betsey, but it was pretty evident that she was a very dominate and controlling person. Although a very beautiful girl she was 5’10” and a size 18 and really was much bigger then him with his 5’5″ frame and 130#. I noticed when I did some of my laundry at his house before I left that their laundry basket had her large size women’s clothing plus many size small women’s jeans, blouses, nightgown and undies that were apparently his but they were apparently keeping him in male mode while I was there. 10 months later I went to visit them for a long weekend, Bobby met me at the door, he looked like a young woman and I did not hardly recognize him. His hair was again longer, permed and highlighted, he was wearing jeans and a baggy tee shirt, but he looked more like a woman then he had ever before. His hair was nice, his eyebrows were shaped, his face was smooth and I was sure he was wearing lite makeup. I told him he looked great and gave him a hug, it was then that I noticed he was wearing a bra. I continued on that weekend and complimented him on his looks and he was much more comfortable about being dressed as a women and we had a great weekend together. A little over a year ago they had a baby boy. I went to see them a few months ago. Bobbi is doing great, he looks fabulous and is happier then I have ever seen him. He has been taking care of the Baby and staying at home while his wife went back to work. He has been on hormones for a little over 2 years and I have noticed that he is indeed becoming to look much more like a woman. He has small breasts and definitely developed a more womanishly looking figure. He does not want to become a woman, he just wants to keep his features and appearance more soft looking to remain a more feminine looking person. They want to have one more child soon and open their own business, they seemed to be very happy and I love them all deeply.

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A Post from my Forum from Sandra, in response to a question as to how a man can get his wife to help with his feminization!
How does one get their wife to encourage male
>femininity? I mean if the wife expects traditional
>male behavior/ attitudes and has conservative
>background, how can one go about getting the wife to
>modify her expectations and even encourage her partner
>to become feminine?
My experience has been to move ahead with my feminization slowly, which includes being increasingly submissive and obedient to my wife; doing the house work, cleaning, shopping, laundry, dishes etc. I make a point of asking her to let me do these tasks, and discourage her helping. Just assume the role and I have noticed that her protests have become milder, and we are openly discussing my feminization now. I thought as I put on my lipstick this morning, that just about a year ago she said she couldn’t tollerate my wearing lipstick. So I started with cherry chapstick, then a transparent nude color, now I wear pretty much any lipstick I want, and she recognizes it is part of my feminity, and doesn’t object. Haven’t tried bright red, yet, but that isn’t my style, I am just trying to be an attractive woman at home

Dee I thought you meant go for a spin in your new car

The Women that are achieving deserve men and boys that are Pretty and Submissive!


Young fit lady (20 years old)

Fit teen girl (16 years old)

The Stronger Sex!

Males have dominated females for centuries.  Through their physically superior strength, they have managed to make women submit to their will.  Over the centuries, men have pleasured themselves by having women dress in the most revealing, and vulnerable types of clothing.  Through their physical power, they have been able to keep women in their place.  Well……The world is changing.  The photos today will show the evidence of the Changes that are happening.  So the Question is….Who is the Stronger Sex?  and who will inflict their will on who??

A Strong Woman

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A Pretty and Delicate Man


Determined Woman

Flexing #femalemuscle #musclegirl #fbb #femalebodybuilder #femalebodybuilding

A Man that knows how to attract a Strong Woman

Felina's Secret

A Woman showing off her “Guns”!

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A boy that knows how to show off his figure!

Stunning! ...like a girl

A Woman on a Mission


A man that knows how to look pretty for his Woman

She looks like she is daring a male to confront her!

A man that knows his Proper Place!


A young Woman that knows what the future holds!

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A young man that knows that the times are changing!


Woman are Motivated!

TIME TO EXERCISE - “I just can’t find the time to exercise, I’m so busy.’’ This is the common excuse of mo..

A man that knows that Woman are now in Charge!

Wicked Crossdressing

A Woman Enjoying her Superiority!

A man that is happy that their “Illusion” of strength is over!

Isn't he gorgeous

A young Woman that knows that more changes are coming!

This is the body I want to have for real!!

A man that knows that Resistance is Futile!

Sexiest Babes Crossdressing

And the following is a posting from PDQ on how some women are taking control.  More women need to take Deb’s approach!

from Sean


Dear Auntie Helga,

I am somewhat embarrassed to write to you after finding your email from Petticoat Quarterly Discipline yesterday on my girlfriend’s computer. Before I write about my situation please know I looked all over the internet for some idea of what my girlfriend wants of me. What I found was Discipline Quarterly had more information and was closer to explaining my own situation.

Here is what I mean. My girlfriend of 4 years pretty well runs our home life and has from the beginning. She also runs me like having a second mother and disciplines me like a mother. For example 2 years ago she was on my case over and over about leaving my underwear on the floor beside the bed. I know I should have picked them up and put them in the dirty wash. Well one day I came home to find all my underwear was gone. There was nothing in my drawer.

Deb came home with a bag of new underwear only they were all nylon panties in many colors. We had words but I ended up wearing them and I still wear panties every day. Life went on while I learned not to be lazy and with Deb keeping a close eye on me. It was not long after we were out and I made the mistake of commenting on a woman with large boobs. Okay I am a guy, I like large boobs.

A few days later Deb brought home a few bras and some large fake boobs telling me to wear them. I refused so sex stopped that day for 2 weeks when I finally gave in. Every day after that when I came home Deb handed me a bra and the fake boobs to put on while she watched. Auntie Helga did I feel stupid walking around the house with a pair of DDs on my chest? Yes I did and still do.

Deb bought me a couple of tank tops and tight sweaters to show off the fake boobs. It didn’t stop there with her insisting I wear a bra when we went out for coffee. The only savior was the drive thru and not inside a coffee shop or fast food location. Auntie Helga can you imagine me a guy walking in a coffee shop with a pair of DDs bulging through my jacket or in the summer without a jacket? The girls at the coffee shop can probably see my fake boobs which I try to hide when at the drive thru.

Deb pretends it is no big deal if someone sees my fake boobs making me pay for talking about the woman I first commented on which got me into this situation of wearing a bra. Deb bought me something each and every time I stepped out of line and if I refused to wear it she would either hit me with an old yard stick like my mother did years ago or cut me off of sex. So I am on my best behavior most of the time to avoid the beating and keep my sexual privileges.

The reason I am writing is I think Deb is going to make me a sissymaid. I thought BDSM but no and forced fem kind of but petticoating appears to be the direction Deb is taking. I don’t want to be a sissymaid, wear a sissy dress, have my penis in a chastity, wear women’s high heeled shoes or shave my legs. I don’t even want to wear a bra and panties but I have no choice with them. Deb is of Chinese descent but don’t let her size fool you about her ability to discipline me.

Auntie Helga should I ask Deb what her plans are or keep my mouth shut and hope it all goes away?


Thank you for your letter Sean. No need to be embarrassed, feel free to tell me anything. Of course your slovenly habits lead to your wearing panties and your fascination with breasts lead to your wearing a bra, do you see where this is going, she is reacting to your slovenly and misogynistic ways.

Now of course she has seen that you will cooperate by being petticoated its only natural she is going to take that to the next level. I suspect that if she in fact wants you to become her sissymaid, you will, you love her and want to make her happy. I also feel you should have a honest discussion with her and find out the facts.

Auntie Helga

The Future is Coming!

my first self made magazine cover

What used to be Radical, is the new Norm. Men are the weaker sex.

Starting them young…boys are so cute when doing ballet in leotards, tights, tutus and slippers!

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The Year of The Dominant Woman?

As we start off 2018, I am posting a Letter from the latest version of Petticoat Discipline Quarterly.  This is just yet another example of how some women are taking control, and just how pretty and feminine husbands can be.  The question is, will there be more relationships like this in 2018?   If so, will more women step forward and feminize the males in their lives!  Time will tell!

girlsrule1990 — The future is Female

from Claire


Dear Helga,

This past December we were able to have a full office Christmas party as opposed to the little gathering last year at my house. So of course our favorite Mrs.Clause returned to duty, only this year with real breasts. Instead of recounting the office party to you from me or Brenda, I’m sending you a letter from our newest sales rep, I’ll call her “D”. She had won the services provided by Brenda for an extended weekend. I asked her to expand her original letter and asked if I may send it in to you. She was flattered. (Brenda’s recount of the weekend will be published next month, thus making a two part letter this time). It should have been sent a while ago but I’ve been a little behind in other things.


Dear Claire,

Sixty days ago, I had started drafting a letter to you vastly different than what you’re about to read. When the opportunity came for me to transfer into sales from finance, I was a bit unnerved as your staff has achieved a reputation unequaled throughout any branch. The company policy granting a year to return to prior position was the safety net that, sadly, I was considering for reasons outside the actual functions of the job.

According to you and my sales mentor, my numbers were fully within expectations, with my sales poised for growth. Something existed within most of the staff I couldn’t put my finger on, made me feel unaccepted in the ranks. The bits of conversation I’d walk in on that abruptly changed once I entered the room. A couple holiday weekends that were obvious get-togethers with some but ‘were nothing’ as I asked about them. Not even a whisper of what the event was. It may have been immature but I’ll admit to a bit of jealousy. I understood they’ve been together for years as a team, but the cold shoulders were haunting me. The Christmas party shed light on all of that.

You coming in with Mrs. Clause was without doubt the most humorous thing I’ve ever seen of any manager. Watching you play the role of Santa, with the bonus checks, year end ‘awards’ and such, just great fun. And Mrs. Clause tending our refreshments was divine. The first part of the party, I was a distance from her and did not recognize her as anyone within the department. Or within the company for that matter. A certain feature stood out beyond the attire. Her legs. My god those legs. But something wasn’t quite right.

As Penny walked near, I asked who she was. Her answer floored me as she said ‘He’s with Claire.’

Excuse me… ‘He’??

Instantly, I said ‘There’s no way anything with legs like that has a penis between them’, to which she said ‘I assure you, under that skirt is a penis. Completely non functioning due to hormones, atrophy and recent surgery. Call it a display only model. And when I say non functioning, I mean in 3 ways. Probably well encased under those pantyhose and it looks like a padded panty girdle tonight. The shape of his behind has always been lacking. May even have a corset-bra on but he’s been getting close to not needing shapewear lately.’

It was amazing to hear how much detail she seemed to know about him(?) however, with the tone of her voice, I couldn’t definitely say she’s putting me on.

I gave her the only reply I could muster: ‘No way’. Mulling over the detailed answer she just gave, I said to her ‘You sure have an intimate knowledge of him. If all of that is true…’

She added Oh it’s real. Sorry if it sounds like I’m showing off. Those legs you like have been in heels 5 days a week and in prescription pantyhose every day for over 4 years now. And the last 2 years on hormones and diet have put the shape in shapely. He started at about size 18. Now down to a 12. If he doesn’t make it to a 10 by valentines day, he goes to Cassie for a weekend.

Mulling over what she’d told me, I had to return to something: ‘Back to something else you said. What did you mean by ‘3 ways?’. The medical details were sad and extreme. What should have been a fairly well kept secret were fully explained to me. How many people know all this? And for his part, wouldn’t most men be depressed and somewhat recluse. Not this ‘guy’. And it seemed Penny knew all. Why?

In a hushed voice she said that if I was a bit open minded, come as her guest to the ‘after party party’. Looking at her to tell me more, she explained the serving permit is only good until 9pm. The party breaks up quickly when beverages are cut off, but a little get-together happens in the conference room. I wasn’t about to turn down a chance to get accepted to any social circle of hers. But what else would I be getting into? The bigger question was ‘Who else is coming to the after party party?’

As the night wore on, I struck up as many conversations as possible with Mrs. Clause, Brad. He was always attentive to my drinks, snacks and general comfort during the party. Not just to me, but to mostly women. When I looked closer at some things, the makeup and nails were perfectly done. But my eyes gravitated to those legs. Oh those terrific legs. Can you tell I’m envious? And to think his ‘girls’ were real, this wasn’t anything I’d ever been exposed to.

As I was able to take in closer looks, there are hints of male that proved Penny right. I noticed that compared to my fellow associates, I was the only one this distracted by him. It looked like old friendships when many of the staff talked with him. Even more specifically, it was the people I felt were shunning me. Also, the guys there seemed to avoid him as much as possible. It became time for the after party party and I’d taken note of who was in attendance. Were these also personal invites from Penny? It was the women that seemed to have their own little clique.

Mrs. Clause served us each a beverage and as I took one more close look, Penny said to me ‘Now you know who wears the bra in that household’. I’m sorry Claire, I had to look. Yes, his ‘girls’ were bigger.

At the private party, you know how it went and I looked so forward to having Brad provide me the pampering weekend come February. As I left the after party party, seeing your husband had changed clothes and was dressed as a maid and cleaning up from the party, my head was swimming. I stopped at the restroom before leaving. Entering the stall next to me was a familiar pair of feet. The toes were that of Mrs. Clause, and painted nicely I do say. The unmistakable sound of lingerie being pulled down and the tinkle told me that Penny knew in detail Brad had to sit to pee. Amazing. I let him get out before I went to my car.

I took a close look at the charm bracelet you handed me and tried to figure which charm belonged to who in the office. And what will I be adding to it? Another fleeting thought was ‘Don’t most companies have something like a softball team or perhaps winter volleyball? How long has this gone on?’

Your 3 ring binder with the title ‘proper care and many uses of a sissymaid’ provided much distraction during the drive home. I do thank you for the warning you gave me when handing it to me. Although your warning served more as a curiosity primer than a warning. Having it in the front seat next to me, I would glance at it several times on the way, thinking I’d take in a few pages before going to sleep. I set it on the counter with my keys, when the long day and adult beverages took their toll on me. I was fast asleep within minutes of getting out of my clothes, not even opening the binder.

The next morning I started with my usual jog, but the rain had me cutting it in half. I was soaked and cold by the time I got back to my place, dropping my clothes into the tub and donning a robe. After the coffee was made, I grabbed the book and started at page one.

Several cups later, I read the last page, looked at the clock and it was 1:30pm. I had consumed the best part of the day in that book. Many letters you and your husband had written and submitted to a web site mentioned. All of which I read more than once and spent considerable time on said site. The letters to you from some of MY WORK ASSOCIATES telling you the details of what they did with him seemed rather drastic. And another trend was they took place on every 3 day weekend the company observes. Is this the gatherings I felt left out of? Each letter had a picture that will stay on my mind for some time. Every one of them were from that group I couldn’t seem to fit in with. Now I knew the bond they shared among themselves.

I set the book on the couch and did the chores one does on the weekend, 5 hours later than normal. On my mind was if your husband was here now, it wouldn’t matter as he’d be doing my chores. I’d probably indulge in that book again.

A couple hours and finishing my laundry late, I did succumb to the book again and searched other web sites related to such. There was more than I could even hope to remember. And your voice asking me if I was sure I’d want to do this? It was my call. Any warning would fall short of my imagination. Many things I’d never heard of. Ball-boards and Figging and things I couldn’t dream up. Yet I was reading up on them as if there were to be a test. My conclusion was this guy likes wearing women’s clothing and my work associates like to take out aggression on him. It was the most distracted day I’ve ever had, yet the most conflicted too. Was I going to be able to do this? And do it to the level of the others?

Come Monday, I asked each one of the people named in the book how they felt about it, what they wish they’d done, or hadn’t for that matter. One answer gave me a bit of a reality check as she told me of the neighbors asking her about the drag queen maid knocking at her door. That must have been in the beginning because now, Brad wouldn’t be spotted as a drag queen.

Penny told me of losing her boyfriend due to him, but it sounded more like she used Brad to get rid of him. Recently losing my fianceé, I have no tight relationships that will be tested through this.

The best answer to me was from ******** saying ‘After the chores, the two of you go shopping. It’s like having a good female friend with you that will carry your bags and hold the door open for you. A gentleman in a dress. Conversation so good you’ll have to remind yourself it’s a guy.

In the weeks between the party and mid February, I had researched everything I could about sissy maids, petticoating, and other things I’d read in the binder. This girl from the mid-west was getting an education.

Not much in the way of courage enough to execute some of the treatments I read in the book, even though there’s been plenty of offers from the clique to help me out. The tight circle of associates has been opened to me. And to think the letter of resignation I was about to write, has turned into this. I’ll surely follow up with how the results of his training helps this July.

Thank you so much for trusting me with your sissy husband.

Thank you for your letter Claire, what a unique insight into how people react when presented with the opportunity to be served by an trained sissymaid such as your husband. A very positive and pleasurable experience for D as it would be for any strong confident woman.


Love His Nails and his pretty Makeup!

This is how a young man should look when his Breadwinner Wife comes home from a hard day’s work!

“ What a cutie. Good girl. She even has the nice pink plug on the night table.
Mistress Bambi.
The Nightly Nightie - Tuesday, January 2, 2018i’m going to skip the heels tonight. Last night’s experiment of sleeping in some...

Elimination of boys playing competitive sports, and being enrolled into Beauty Pageants, a New Trend in 2018?

Baseball Star Turned into Pageant Queen | http://truepetticoating.blogspot.com/ | Flickr

The New Look for Male Shoppers in 2018?


More Jobs for Men in 2018?

jenni-sissy: “MORE pretty captions for sissies! http://jenni-sissy.tumblr.com/archive ”

Great start getting men into skirts and stockings!  The Submissive male is quite a pretty sight when dressed appropriately!

THE LORD OUTFIT Bonsoir tout le monde . Me revoici avec un nouveau look, et oui c’est un british style à la manière des lords anglais un brin dandy style que j affectionne particulière…

Males can look so seductive when properly feminized!

Having Males dressed very feminine, but still showing their Maleness could be the New Trend in 2018!


Hello Sissy

Petticoated Boy

While the males are being feminized, and encouraged to be pretty and submissive, it is nice to see women, especially young women becoming Strong and Assertive!

Young biceps (20 years old girl)


Teen girl biceps (19 yo)

Strong teen girl abs (19 yo)

Great muscle development
20 years old girl


So who is wearing the pants and becoming the Stronger Sex in 2018?

Just how is Society Changing…Look at this posting from a Very Active Board on Male Feminization and Feale Empowerment.  It starts with the Female View, followed by a Male’s followup!

12-28-2017, 09:10 PM
(08-26-2016, 10:58 PM)
RadicalFeminist Wrote:
Yes boys are lucky to have smart empowered mothers who are no longer hung up on gender roles. Things are even better for girls where no one blinks and eye when girls play sports. Before long boys will be the cute ones in dresses happily playing with dolls while girls excel at being the sports stars.

OH RADICAL! Why do You belittle future male girls merely because we just are “happily playing with dolls”? Such feminine role-play shall be necessary teaching important male girl SEX ROLE LIFE SKILLS with their ‘kendra’ fashion and household action figure dressed in feminine gowns for parties, house or maids’ dress for husbette home chores and even occasional cheer-male skirt to show his girlish appreciation as BARB, SKIPPER and other Female dolls excel at sports just like Women in real life.


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